Of course, transcendent was transcendent. Whether savage beasts and poisonous miasma, Mountain Spirits and Ghosts, or other uncanny things, they still had to be measured by strength.
With Meng Zhao's current foundation and cultivation, his peerless divine arts, and the many secret treasures protecting him, he could venture even into deep mountains and vast marshes. The fortunes within Lishou Mountain were not beyond a glimpse either.
He even felt a fierce surge of curiosity. The things within Lishou Mountain might be bizarre and fantastical, fraught with all manner of danger, but they also concealed the secrets of heaven and earth. If he could comprehend even a fraction of them, it would still be of great benefit to Meng Zhao.
Once martial arts reached Meng Zhao's stage, ordinary martial paths might still be useful, but if he wished to continue advancing, he needed to press onward toward the path of Heaven and Man. Understanding the mysteries of the Heavenly Dao, the Earthly Dao, the Human Dao, and the universe and nature was the finest method of cultivation.
Meng Zhao asked again,
"You knew of Lishou Mountain, and while you suffered a crushing defeat here, you also gained benefits. You then searched through ancient texts. With the foundations of Seven Star Tower, a Sacred Land of martial arts, you should know more than this. How much have you concealed? Tell me all of it."
Gan Mingfeng's face changed in alarm. He had deliberately emphasized the trivial and glossed over the important, speaking only of superficial matters. He had thought this would stir Meng Zhao's heart, yet he had not expected the man to be so composed. Even in the face of such news, he could guard his original heart. He truly stood head and shoulders above others.
Who knew where this young